Slide-shifting excuses like sunshine through trees
Pinning shadows to mirrors in efforts to see
But no rhyme or good reason conjoins you to me
It’s time now to stop, drop and exit:
It’s time for goodbye.
I’ve not paid attention to things that I should
Lost hours in daydreams, none of which come to good
I’ve spent too much time on “If only I could…”
It’s time now to stop, drop and exit:
It’s time for goodbye.
The stars in your eyes were the place I got caught
Though slowly I’ve realised I’ll always fall short
My untutored heart needed this lesson taught
It’s time now to stop, drop and exit:
It’s time for goodbye.
Will it e’en reach your radar, this thunderstorm news?
Ignore this blip, else trust turns into abuse.
I know I won’t cuckold the one who you choose
It’s time now to stop, drop and exit:
It’s time for goodbye.
I need to re-frame – get some air – change my view
Unhook from this refrain – make everything new
If I’d only stop wishing and wishing for you
It’s time now to stop, drop and exit:
It’s time for goodbye.
This tempest will calm and the feelings will fade
I’ll have no more need of this vain masquerade
But know you were much-needed light to my shade
It’s time now to stop, drop and exit:
It’s time for goodbye.
I’m sad reading this poem, Lizzi. It speaks of the dichotomy between heart and mind, which always causes the most angst.
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It’s a sad poem. And yes. You hit the nail on the head.
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I’m sorry. I don’t like this one. Made me feel sad and depressed as I read it. Perhaps that’s the effect you were hoping to generate in your readers? If so, congratulations on your success. However, I still don’t like it, even though I usually like your writing very much.
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I was sad when I wrote it, so I guess it was more an accurate reflection of my internal state. You don’t need to like it, but I guess it’s something that you nonetheless internalised it (from a poetry point of view, I suppose that could be considered a ‘win’).
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This is the first time Im reading the comments on these … I have read all the posts in emails! … But you know what? This IS really sad but I also feel a bit of triumph in that the speaker finds their strength to move on despite the sadness of loss/ what they cant have… I think there is some celebration to be had in knowing what ISNT good for you too. THere is a lot of learning that comes from knowing what we shouldn’t do or moving away from something that’s not working and while it may be sad it is also a real success story. Not only that but the speaker also has a real appreciation for the other despite not being together… a lack of bitterness that often comes of situations like this… eg. my favorite line…”But know you were much-needed light to my shade.” Am I making any sense?
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Yes. Ergh. And you’ll see that (well you already did see) this set of poems are definitely deeply personal and have been quite difficult and absolutely necessary to write. *sigh* All I could do was wish. I couldn’t even say it. But I think things are getting less intense now, and I think that it was probably just my whole self rebelling against the travesty that was my marriage by seeking something really, REALLY good, but self-limiting by deciding on someone who could never be mine (and likely wouldn’t want to).
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Maybe so (That last statement) but you get serious points for knowing the limits and being mature enough to recognize and learn everything you have from it.
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Then there’s that, at least. Feels like hollow, tiny, piecemeal compared to what I wanted…but…no. At least there ARE silver linings with this.
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see thats the thing… we all do that… but there is just as much to learn if not more from finding out what doesnt work or whats not for you… it keeps you from repeatedly treading through shit !
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Mmm perhaps. *sigh* Still…every so often I get lost inside a little, wistful ‘if only’…
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